After the promise that he wouldn't get hurt for her, the image of seeing him so suddenly and completely broken hurts. It throws her off-balance as she has to take a moment to figure out what's real and what's not. Technically, both of those were real but the Kashuu in front of her is the real one. The hand she's clutching onto, the hand on her shoulder, the calm of his words.
This is the present.
Even as she finds her eyes drawn to his throat first before his face.]
I... You were--
[She saw it. Should she apologize?]
I didn't....
[She didn't know.
Is he insulted now? After all she'd said about worrying for him? Is it only an excuse that she didn't know before?]
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After the promise that he wouldn't get hurt for her, the image of seeing him so suddenly and completely broken hurts. It throws her off-balance as she has to take a moment to figure out what's real and what's not. Technically, both of those were real but the Kashuu in front of her is the real one. The hand she's clutching onto, the hand on her shoulder, the calm of his words.
This is the present.
Even as she finds her eyes drawn to his throat first before his face.]
I... You were--
[She saw it. Should she apologize?]
I didn't....
[She didn't know.
Is he insulted now? After all she'd said about worrying for him? Is it only an excuse that she didn't know before?]